quagmires, random happenings

mezcla

The longing of your presence:

an effervescent dream that never came to be.

The tickle of your hands:

a tease that didn’t ever follow through.

Each giggle that erupted into:

an uncontrollable guffaw plus endless smiles.

The day’s sequence of events:

or infinite excuses to fall in love.

 

 

 

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